[You awaken in what appears to be a library, illuminated only by light filtering in through windows on its high ceiling. Flanked by large marble columns, rows upon rows of bookshelves extend as far as the eye can see, disappearing into the shadows beyond. Tables are stacked high with selected tomes as if someone has been perusing the selection only just recently, but only an ominous emptiness remains.
Things only become more ominous as soon as you take your tentative first steps. The entire landscape seems to distort and shift under your feet, disorienting you enough to threaten your stability. But as you begin to process the situation, you realize you can walk perfectly fine. This is but an illusion within an illusion.
As you venture through the dimly-lit halls, you hear the first sign that you're not alone in here. Voices echo from in the distance- one of them recognizable to you. It's Heinwald.]
...and that is the condensed version of it.
[Who is he talking to? As you follow his voice and round a corner, you'll find out. But it might not be what you're expecting.
The first thing that comes into view is a massive dragon...or something making an attempt at shaping itself into one, at any rate. It speaks to Heinwald, who is still out of your view but likely just beyond it.]
One abyss could not satiate you. So you sought another. Quandaries upon quandaries.
[Its voice rumbles through the library, though it would be more accurate to say voices. It is as though multiple people are speaking in monotone unison...all of them entirely too familiar to you for one reason or another.]
A prismatic force beyond the stars. Not of Us. Not of the Ancient One. ... Previously.
I figured as such. If only I had the time to spend scouring your...
[Heinwald's voice trails off as the dragon shifts to stare you down. Or it would, if it had eyes. But it is very much aware of you.]
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Things only become more ominous as soon as you take your tentative first steps. The entire landscape seems to distort and shift under your feet, disorienting you enough to threaten your stability. But as you begin to process the situation, you realize you can walk perfectly fine. This is but an illusion within an illusion.
As you venture through the dimly-lit halls, you hear the first sign that you're not alone in here. Voices echo from in the distance- one of them recognizable to you. It's Heinwald.]
...and that is the condensed version of it.
[Who is he talking to? As you follow his voice and round a corner, you'll find out. But it might not be what you're expecting.
The first thing that comes into view is a massive dragon...or something making an attempt at shaping itself into one, at any rate. It speaks to Heinwald, who is still out of your view but likely just beyond it.]
One abyss could not satiate you.
So you sought another.
Quandaries upon quandaries.
[Its voice rumbles through the library, though it would be more accurate to say voices. It is as though multiple people are speaking in monotone unison...all of them entirely too familiar to you for one reason or another.]
A prismatic force beyond the stars.
Not of Us. Not of the Ancient One.
...
Previously.
I figured as such. If only I had the time to spend scouring your...
[Heinwald's voice trails off as the dragon shifts to stare you down. Or it would, if it had eyes. But it is very much aware of you.]